You might be all the things
And you might tell me the truth And I might be reminded of you In everything I see and that I feel
The fear of wanting, you know it's true The fever hurting all of you
The fear of wanting, you know it's true The fear of wanting all of you
And she is not good or bad Oh, but she wants all she could have Your soul's familiar call
But since you're on your own The fear of wanting you know, it's true The fever of wanting all of you
The fear of wanting you know it's true The fever of wanting all of you